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In her last life, Su Ruan was weak-tempered and unclear about people. She mistakenly trusted her false best friend and failed the cold boss Lu Chenyuan who silently protected her and loved her to the core. He shielded her from wind and rain and gave her everything he had, but in the end he ended up alone and regretful. Reborn at the age of eighteen, all Su Ruan could see was Lu Chenyuan. In this life, she doesn't want to fall in love, be cheated, or wrong herself. She just wants to stick to her boy, pamper him, love him, and heal him. Everyone said that the aloof, cold and taciturn Prince Lu was cold, distant and unkind. But only Su Ruan knows-- He would give all tenderness, all preference, all extreme pampering to her only. In the past life, he protected her, but in this life, she came to him. Running in both directions, year after year, life will be sweet to the end.

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A story about a small game, Bailian District 73, among the guild members.

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A little story

A collection of sweet essays. ... "I will walk towards you step by step with my full love."

Young people broke the taboos of heaven and entered the game in two rounds. All seventeen sincere young men died. He was the only one who lived his entire life, bearing the stigma and scars all over the city, and atoning for his sins alone until the end. It turns out that the secular world can resist it, but the way of heaven breaks it, and only life can fill it.

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The writing style is concise and interesting.

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It records the first interview in life. I hope friends who are about to graduate and start working will like it.

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Xie Jinghong, an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family who had her engagement broken off and was blackmailed by the entire Internet, went from an archaeological site to the international stage, using her strength to tell the world that a woman's life does not need anyone's stamp of approval.

Lin Jianwei, an illegitimate daughter who was abandoned by her family, started out in a dilapidated rental house in an urban village. With her extraordinary business acumen and steely will, she made it through the ranks and finally stood at the top of the world's business, defining her era.

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In the interstellar era, she started in the wasteland. She grew up from a desolate orphan girl whose engagement was broken off to an interstellar marshal in charge of the fire of civilization. With a mortal body, she was as good as the gods.

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The night I secured Jiahe Rehabilitation Group's three-year purchasing intention, my fiancée unveiled her engagement invitation to the intern at the company's celebration banquet. When the big screen came on, the applause from the audience overwhelmed the signing pen in my pocket. She held her arm with the boy who had just joined the company four months ago and said with a smile: "Qinglan Medical needs a younger appearance in the future." I stood at the door, still holding the prototype box that I had rushed back. My name is on the box, but his project is written on the table. She stepped off the stage and lowered her voice to make me sensible. "Qi Yue, this is just a situation for investors to see. Give the order to Ji Yao first, and I will compensate you when the company recovers." I looked at the ring on her ring finger and suddenly smiled. This company owes two months of payment to its suppliers. The bank credit expires tomorrow, and the production line only has the last seven days of raw materials left. The life-saving purchasing intention is in my bag. Since she wants to give credit to others. Then I'll take the order away.

The love of Tibetan teenagers is passionate and unrestrained, but they are not good at expressing their love because of their lack of confidence.

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What does she want to do to me after she hurts me repeatedly?

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There were three things in the box: half a piece of old peach wood, a page of incomplete genealogy, and a yellowed note. The note was written by my great-uncle himself: "The Cai family's misfortune was caused by greed, and they used evil to make money. The misfortune lasted for hundreds of years. I set up a trap to lure you into the house without any intention of harming your relatives. There is really no other way to break the cycle of death from generation to generation. The imprint on your palm is both a contract and a merit. If there are no evil spirits in the house, the imprint will never bring evil." At the end of the genealogy, next to the names of the descendants who died tragically in Cai's house from generation to generation, they are all lightly circled with cinnabar, with a side note: The souls have returned to their homeland, and there are no more ties.

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Deep regret In a person's life, the most unforgettable thing is never the vigorous encounter, but the person who quietly lives in the heart and can never be driven away. No matter how gentle I saw her later, no matter how lively she encountered, nothing was as heart-warming as that first glance. The person who enters the heart begins with the first meeting, falls into tenderness, and finally ends with never forgetting, becoming the most lasting thought for the rest of his life.

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My husband and best friend cried and begged me to sell the ancestral home left by my parents, saying it was the only hope. I was about to sign with my heart pounding, but my son's forgotten walkie-talkie revealed the shocking secret that they had embezzled 3 billion in collected funds and plotted against me.

I have been married to Chen Yuan for ten years. After he became the general manager, he was extremely stingy to me and my son. He even counted the fish soup to two decimal places. On the tenth anniversary, he donated 3,000 yuan a month to me to end his AA, but I handed out an eight-digit claim form. He didn't know that I had already laid a dragnet.

My mother set a 20-year gratitude KPI, and I was squeezed out of my salary and betrothal gifts to provide for my younger brother. The bride raised the price for my younger brother's wedding. My mother forced me to sell my house. When the whole room of relatives cheered, I smiled and took out my mobile phone, preparing to give him a "big gift".

I brought my grandma's Sichuan embroidery back to a wealthy family's birthday party, but was publicly humiliated by my fiancé, the fake daughter, and my parents. Who knew that this rag was actually a lost national treasure?

Really just a story of a chicken and a fish

It takes a few repetitions to stop internal friction

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The #hundred-year-old mountain wall strange light has become a hot search, which is actually a sign of the loosening of the old covenant in the mountains and rivers of the Republic of China. Archives intern Lin Zhixia's ancestral rubbings appeared out of thin air, revealing the past of a blood contract that had been sealed for hundreds of years. The cracked stone tablet spewed out evil spirits that corroded people. The old keeper of the tablet who clung to the seal was in tit-for-tat confrontation with the plant and tree spirits who longed for spiritual energy. The conflict between mortals and the spiritual tribe was about to break out. As the only remaining keeper of scrolls and stele tablets, Lin Zhixia, armed with the two-pronged plan of the sages, traveled around the world and mountains to renew the new covenant of mortal beings. Hundreds of years of blockade are a thing of the past. In these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, mortals and mountain spirits can finally coexist.

Three years after graduation. I received a call from Lu Huai. His voice was hoarse. "Jiang Ning, Shen Jiaojiao was exposed by the Internet for making false claims. Now she is standing on the roof and only wants to see you." I was stunned for a few seconds and then laughed out loud. Shen Jiaojiao. The best roommate I've ever had. In my senior year, she cried and said that my postgraduate entrance examination results were cancelled. Tell me not to be sad, she will accompany me to take the public exam. Later, she went to Tsinghua University on my admission. I became a cheating model reported to the whole school. Everyone said that I was jealous of her and that I deliberately reported her for cheating. My dad was so angry that he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was paralyzed. I went to the electronics factory to make screws to pay off my debt. Three years later, she was finally ruined. Her parents and her boyfriend all begged me to issue a statement to forgive her. Lu Huai sent me a piece of surveillance. I click on the video. Shen Jiaojiao was not the only one who went to the Academic Affairs Office to delete my grades. I looked at the familiar figure in the video and pressed the record button. "Professor Lu, if the police knew that you were the mastermind, would Shen Jiaojiao still jump off the building?"

I came home early for the Dragon Boat Festival and heard the voice of my husband's puppet cat - [Great, we have another can of food today! ] I frowned. It got sick some time ago and ate the food prescribed by the doctor. Where did it get the cans? At this time, the puppet's heartbeat sounded again, [That dog slave, he only knows how to feed the cat dry food in one day, and wants to starve the cat to death] [Mom is still kind to the cat, and brings the cat's favorite cans every time she comes to the house. The dog slave is the stingiest one. If she knew that her mother would come home to play with her father and meow whenever she went on a business trip, she would be so mad. Co-author... Am I that dog slave? He laughed angrily and pushed the door open without thinking. The Ragdoll cat was going crazy, "Why did this dog slave suddenly come back?" Fortunately, my father came to his senses and took my mother to the balcony! Balcony? I scoffed. It's going to be dark soon. There are not many things along my coast, except for mosquitoes as big as a palm. Seeing this, I sat down directly on the sofa, "Hey, mom and dad, call your parents-in-law and come to your house for a quick meal together?"

The corpse-refining demon who alarmed the Great Qian Dynasty was finally caught, and the young minister of Dali Temple scrutinized him overnight to find out where he had hidden the body. As a wandering soul, I hung quietly in mid-air staring at Xuan Yuan and laughing crazily. "Not to mention other scraps, the mother and child with one corpse and three lives seven years ago is definitely the most perfect work of art I have ever carved in my life." The young minister of Dali Temple slapped the gavel and angrily shouted why he mutilated an innocent pregnant woman in labor. Xuan Yuan showed no fear, instead spitting blood and making a vicious mockery. "Who made my well-behaved cousin fall in love with her man?" "When that stupid woman was nailed alive into the gloomy wood by seven or forty-nine soul-soothing nails, she was still dreaming that her husband would step on the auspicious clouds to save her." "As everyone knows, thanks to my cousin stepping on her bones and becoming the mistress, I was able to escape the thirty-eight killing orders of that adult." Everyone present took a breath. The stupid woman who was buried alive in Xuan Yuan's words was me. That gentleman was the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment who was in charge of the world's prisons. It's also my old husband who was blind and favored his enemies as white moonlight, Chen Huai'an. He thought I ran away with someone seven years ago. Little did he know that I was buried under the bed where he slept, watching him falling in love with his enemy day and night.